[Hook]
Westside gangstas, Eastside mobsters
Southside hustlers, Northside ballers
Trapping to the block and I'm working like a stripper
Swag to the tips so they call me Reggie Miller

[Verse 2]
When I was traded for the team, niggas hated on that
I understand it, shoot my life away
Black and Yellow was the clothes that I wore
The games on my back standing from the 3-point
My teeth messed up as well, I'm paid as well
Light-skinned? Nah, a little dark on tv like Bob BarkerLove is lost sometimes nigga, ask Tony Parker
And I'm a righteous man
Live a private life, but on the court
Nigga, it's my game
Niggas underestimated the God
That's when the prophet is born, sleeping in the sky
You can never forget about me
A permanent scar, fly away because I'm closer to Mars
Even if it's a dream , I stay surrounded by stars
Lil Boss Reggie Miller

Evil Red Flame, my nigga
You know what the fuck it is
Realest niggas alive, you feel me

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Championship, niggas training for weeks
Blood sweat and tears, my emotions ears
Roll with the Colts, still a leader
But I can listen, that makes me superiorNiggas think if you box me out
That I'll be farther from the post
Nigga take notes: supreme
What do I do? Trade cards and pitches
Based World like a gift from forbidden scriptures
Niggas don't wanna let me teach
Cause I fill the world with positive, I layup and curl
Iso forward with mercy
Slow motion is better than no emotion
Reggie Miller in the Fortress
Lil B for Lil Boss
Brang-dang, I'm pacing like a Pacer
My heart is racing - Reggie Miller to the death
I'm iller, Lil B, that nigga

Rep this to the block my nigga
This likely an army

[Hook x2]

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